Soon, Sister Lin rushed over with Erya.

"Oh, Mr. Tan, are you here?" Sister Lin grinned, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her eyes and lips deepened a little.

"Hello, Ms. Lin!"

Tan Yingdong nodded, given that the last handshake was deliberately ignored, he didn't stretch out his hand again to be bored, "The pickle recipe, have you discussed it with your lover?"

"The discussion was discussed, and my husband disagreed at first, but later I convinced him. ”

Sister Lin said a little embarrassedly: "I don't hide it from the two, in fact, it is also because my family has many children, both old and young, and the living conditions are not good, in order to raise a few children and provide them with a future in school, we have no choice but to sell the recipe to the two of you."

It's a craft that we've passed down from our ancestors. ”

Tan Yingdong smiled and expressed his understanding, and asked Sister Lin if she could let him take a look at the recipe?

Sister Lin was a little hesitant, afraid that people would read the pickling process and write it down, why don't you buy it?

Seeing this, Tan Yingdong said: "Honesty is important in trading, but it is also fair, I can't even pay you money without even looking at it, right?"

A thousand pieces is not a small amount. ”

Sister Lin thinks about it.

But fortunately, she was also prepared, deliberately wrinkled the paper that copied the pickling process, and deliberately smeared with incense ash, after being old, it looked like the product of precipitation for some years.

She carefully took out a handkerchief from her pocket, opened the handkerchief, took out the paper wrapped in the middle and folded it into Fang Sheng, handed it to Tan Yingdong, and said, "This is the pickle recipe handed down by our ancestors. ”

When talking about Yingdong's businessman, there was actually an old horse stumbling, and he was really fooled by the gray-brown old paper at this moment, and he believed it.

After carefully reading the operation process, he nodded, and said to Sister Lin: "I can pay you the money first, and after we go back, we will try to marinate it ourselves, if there is anything unclear, I will have to bother you to ask for guidance later." ”

The pickling process of Sister Lin's pickle recipe is basically written down according to what Liu Guilan said.

As for the ratio of salt and vinegar, she didn't have accurate data, so she only wrote a number according to her own understanding.

She thought that the general direction was right, and the taste would not become anywhere, and at this time, for the thousand yuan, she didn't think much else, and admitted: "Cheng, it's not a big problem." ”

In this way, Tan Yingdong asked Tan Yingjie to go to the car, and took the briefcase he put in the drawer under the steering wheel at the front of the car, which contained cash, and he was here, and directly ordered the money to return it to Sister Lin.

Tan Yingjie went in response, and when he took the briefcase and walked back, Su Yan just finished buying vegetables and walked out of the market.

Su Yan'er was wearing the new set of clothes that the Soviet Army brought back to her.

A black turtleneck sweater with a mid-length camel woolen coat with a cinched waist on the outside, a corner of the skirt is faintly exposed when you walk, and the calves wrapped in black brushed leggings are straight, and the figure is slender and tall, which is simply a beautiful sight.

Tan Yingjie has lived abroad for many years, and thinks that his aesthetics are advanced, and the foreign girls are more unrestrained, and the figure is uneven and very interesting.

It's been a few days since he returned to China, and when he saw the unpretentious faces and the black, gray and blue, he thought that he wouldn't meet anything in China that made him stunning and eye-catching.

But Su Yan was so different, with just one wrong eye, he broke into his sight and took away all his attention.

Tan Yingjie's heart beat violently, and he thought, he kind of understood the meaning of love at first sight.